My House of Horrors

The two of them rubbed their shoulders, and Chen Song looked back at each other more. This woman had a strange smell, not like perfume, but more like disinfectant in the hospital.

Hello!

Chen Guo stood at the elevator door and shouted at the woman.

Stop, the woman turns back, in the gap between the eaves and the mask, a beautiful pair of eyes twitching gently, punctuated.

From the eyes alone, this woman is not the same as the photograph provided by the police and should not be the patient in room 2 that Chen Gong was looking for.

“Are you the star on TV? Can I take a picture with you?” Chen Song admitted that he was impulsive, and he didn't know what to say. He could only make up a bad excuse.

“I'm sorry, you're mistaken.” The woman's voice was very light, as if she was not feeling well, so she went outside.

She seemed to think of Chan Song as a bad person and almost ran away.

“It's not quite the same as the photo provided by the police, but patient number two suffers from Dawling Gray's syndrome and has multiple cosmetic surgeries, and that face cannot be used as a criterion for judgment. ”

With today's plastic surgery, it's hard to change heads, but it's easy to change faces.

With the idea of killing a thousand by mistake and never letting go of one, Chen Gong went straight after the bag.

Running out of residential building No. 3, Chen Gong followed the woman into the underground parking lot and circled around a few times. The woman disappeared.

“Where have you been?” There was surveillance installed in the parking lot. Chen Guo was afraid that he would be misunderstood by the security guards. He did not dare to continue the search and returned to Building 3 on the original road.

Sitting in the elevator to the 14th floor, Chen Gong gently knocked on Wang Xin's door.

“Anybody? ”

Footsteps rang in the house and someone opened the door with slippers: "Who are you looking for? ”

Behind the door is a middle-aged woman in a black and white dress, well maintained, firmly skinned and looking much younger than she actually is.

“It's me, the last time I treated Wang Xin...”

Before she finished, the middle-aged woman recognized him: "Dr. Chen! Come on in. I've always wanted to thank you very much, but there's no chance. ”

“Dr. Chan?” The name of a middle-aged woman makes Chan Song feel strange. Although it is the first time someone has called her that, she has an unknown familiarity with it: “I am not a professional doctor. ”

“You cured Wang Xin's illness, which in my opinion is the best doctor. Don't be modest. I've talked to Dr. Gao about you. Come on in!” The middle-aged woman very enthusiastically pulled Chen Goo into the house.

“Sorry to bother you, but I'm here today mainly to see Wang Xin's condition and to ask for more information. ”

“There are apples and bananas on the coffee table. Wait a minute, I have tea from the company. ”

“Don't be so troublesome.” Chen Gong sat on the sofa. He came to see Wang Xin today as a minor. The real purpose was to find the patient in room two, as well as to complete the fondness task of the tape ghost.

Of course, he won't tell Wang Xin's adoptive mother about these words. Maintaining the image is still important.

When Chan Gong and the middle-aged woman were in the guest house, the bedroom door opened and a skinny girl came out.

Not for a few days, Wang Xin looked much better. She had never left her room before, and now she actually took the initiative to come out.

She completely opened her heart in front of Chan Song, when the girl was holding the pen immortal crying words and still haunted Chan Song's mind.

Chen Song was heartily pleased to see the girl change.

Wang Xin sat across from Chen Song, still seemed not used to communicating with people, and his voice was very low.

Chen Guo learned a lot from Dr. Gao about how to deal with people with mental illness. He did not interrupt Wang Xin's words, listened carefully, and took Wang Xin's position to consider the problem.

Slowly Wang Xin's face also showed a smile. After the knot opened, the girl was also actively trying to get in touch with the outside world.

When Wang Xin leaves, the middle-aged woman brings out her cooked tea: “The child has too many things in her heart, she won't tell us. That's why she's so happy when you're here. ”

Chen Guo took the teacup, but did not drink it: “Wang Xin's illness has recovered well and the treatment effect is good. ”

He looked at the time and said, "Actually, there's one more thing I'd like to ask you today. ”

“You say." Middle-aged women are very cooperative.

“I heard there was a haunted building in Fanghuayuan District a few years ago? Don't know if it's real or not? ”

Chen Guo just finished, the middle-aged woman's expression became a little stiff. She got up and quietly walked to Wang Xin's room door, listened to the movement inside, and then led Chen Guo into the kitchen.

Closed the kitchen door and the middle-aged woman said, “Dr. Chen, I'm not lying to you, it's true. ”

“Really haunted?” Chan didn't expect a middle-aged woman to be so sure of her tone.

“I saw it with my own eyes.” The middle-aged woman pointed to the foot: “The haunted one was on the 13th floor of Building 3. ”

The middle-aged woman mentioned the 13th floor. Chen Gong somehow remembered the woman she had met before. She entered the elevator from the 13th floor.

“Can you be specific?” Chen Guo took out his cell phone and turned over the photo of the patient in room 2. Before he let the middle-aged woman see it, he spoke again.

“Fanghuayuan was built 20 years ago. It wasn't that big at first. It was only the six short buildings in front of it, and the three high-rise buildings in the back were newly built four or five years ago. I was the first occupant at the time. ”

The middle-aged woman held a cup of tea and started talking about the strange things that happened two or three years ago.

What she said basically coincided with what the old king said, and what was more frightening was that a middle-aged woman had personally encountered a white shadow lying outside the door.

She said she heard strange noises coming from outside the door in the middle of the night, as if something was scratching the door. At first she thought it was a kitten or puppy or something, but it wasn't long before she heard someone talking.

The first reaction of a middle-aged woman was to meet a thief, and she went into the kitchen with a kitchen knife to the door and looked out at the cat's eye.

There seems to be a problem with the sound control lights in the hallway, and only about a white shadow can be seen.

The middle-aged woman called the police and cut it on the security door with a kitchen knife. She cut it off many times, and finally scared the white shadow away.

Speaking of the white shadow leaving, the middle-aged woman and the old king said exactly the same thing. The white shadow ran quickly but did not make footsteps.

“I still don't know what that is. Later, the police said it was a psychopath pretending to be a ghost.” The middle-aged woman dropped her teacup, and there was some exclamation: “I was a loan buyer, and all my savings were smashed in, or I would have moved out of here. ”

“Have you ever seen a white shadow up close?” Chen Gong thought about the words of a middle-aged woman. From time to time, he swept away the appearance of a woman and her age, as well as the black and white dress on her body.

He didn't distrust Wang Xin's adoptive mother. It was just strange in his heart that middle-aged women seemed to particularly like black and white. The first time they met, they wore white shirts and black pants.